~Why do all the monsters come out at night

Why do we sleep where we want to hide

Why do I run back to you, like I don't mind if you fuck up my life~

"Yata! Wake the hell up or else we're going to be late!" The sound of someone yelling from the other side of his door caused Yata to groan as he slowly opened his hazel colored eyes. His eyes may have been open, but the nineteen year old refused to move. He just continued to lay in his bed and stare toward his dimly lit ceiling. There was just a bit of light poking through the top part of his curtains so he could see just enough. What was today? What were they going to be late for?

"Yata!" The voice, Rikio's voice, yelled again followed by a loud bang on his door. That was it. This was not the wake up call he needed right now. Growling slightly, Yata threw the blankets off of himself and jumped out of bed. His feet hit the ground with a loud thud before he stomped over to the door and threw it open. His eyes glared coldly at Rikio, though he honestly didn't look that intimidating. He was dressed in black pajama pants with an oversized red shirt, plus his chestnut colored hair was a complete mess, not to mention he was a little more on the short side.

"Bang on my door one more time before I'm ready to get up and I will fucking kick your ass you fat bastard…" Yata practically growled as he glared even harder, causing Rikio to step back slightly. For an omega, Yata was rather terrifying, especially in the morning."What the hell do you want? What exactly are we going to be late for?"

"College enrollment is today. I know you really don't want to go, but the others have insisted on it since you managed to finish high school after all. I'm supposed to take you to ensure that you actually enroll instead of running off and trying to pick a fight." Rikio crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall. He was dressed in his normal white sweatpants and jacket that matched. His hood was up over his head, covering his short blond hair, and of course his face was unshaven. He really looked like a bum if Yata had to be honest. Such a stupid looking alpha male.

"Do I really have to go, Rikio? High school wasn't exactly easy for me…" Yata shifted his hazel eyes to the ground. The glare slowly faded away, as a look of sorrow formed on his face. His hand clenched the door frame tightly as painful memories filled his mind. "College probably won't be much better…" He didn't want to go, but he was sure he wouldn't be able to get out of it, besides it was probably best to set a good example for Anna. She was the youngest member of their group, and was like a little sister to them all. Though he wasn't sure if setting a good example was even possible since they were in a damn gang, but what did he know?

"We all know that Yata… However this is exactly why Mikoto wants you to go. You gave us all a really big scare during high school…" Rikio lowered his dark colored glasses so he could see the shorter male clearly now. High school had been a devastating time for Yata. It caused him to slowly fall into a depressed state to the point where he didn't even eat. Mikoto and Izumo had to practically force feed him in order to keep him alive. Not only that, but he would have random episodes that would cause him to take off running. He would grab his skateboard and do reckless things that caused him to crash badly. Rikio had lost count of how many times they had to patch Yata up due to those events. Even now, Yata was still very unstable. No one was sure if he would actually slip again.

"Don't remind me about that time… I'll go get dressed and I'll meet you downstairs." Yata let out a quiet sigh and turned to go back into his room. Once the door was closed, he slowly slid to the ground and grasped his hair tightly. He didn't want to go, not at all but he knew he had to. A defeated sigh escaped from his pale lips as he got to his feet and finally turned the light on. He wondered if he would be going alone or not, but then again he didn't see who would actually be going with him. He would just have to assume the worst. Shaking his head slightly, he walked over to his dresser, he pulled out a long sleeved white shirt and a pair of ripped black skinny jeans before leaving his room once again and walking into the nearby bathroom.

He lived in the upper loft of Izumo's bar with the rest of the members of their gang, Homra. Mikoto was their leader and Izumo was Mikoto's right hand man. They had been the ones who started putting this gang together. It was full of people who had no families, no friends, nothing left in their lives. This place gave them shelter, and the feeling of a family, but they still had rival gangs to deal with, especially Scepter 4, or the Blues. Thinking of them only brought more pain to Yata so he quickly shook it away and got himself undressed so he could shower.

Once he was finished, Yata slowly got out and started to dry himself with a fluffy black towel. On the back of the door, there was a full body mirror that the chestnut haired male tried to avoid looking at no matter what. His body had several scars on it, all from stupid crashes on his skateboard. Of course it had been his own damn fault for having a breakdown and skating recklessly, but he still didn't like seeing them. Mikoto, Izumo and Rikio always took turns being the one to chase him down and patch him up. To this day, those three are the only ones in the gang who have seen him cry. He refused to do such a thing in front of the others, especially Anna. He didn't want to make the poor girl worry. As he started to get dressed, he glanced down at the Homra symbol that was tattooed on the left side of his collar bone. He couldn't help but smile when he looked at it. That tattoo made him remember that he wasn't alone. He had a family, even if a certain person wasn't here anymore.

After he was dressed, he took his dirty clothes and towel and returned to his room one more time. He quickly tossed everything into his laundry basket and finished getting ready in his room. Socks and shoes were now on, his black beanie was placed over his slightly damp hair and the red hoodie he had hung on a nearby chair was now tied around his waist. Before leaving his room, he made sure to grab his wallet, phone and headphones before he took off, making sure to close the door behind himself. As he made his way down the stairs, he could already hear the others being rather loud. He was sure they were roughhousing and probably pissing Izumo off, but that was always fun until his bar ended up damaged. Yata remembered when he and Rikio had damaged it, Izumo had literally made them apologize to it. That had been one interesting day, and Yata had made sure to be rather careful around that bar ever since.

"There you are. You're finally awake." Yata looked up at the familiar voice, seeing a pair of amber colored eyes looking toward him. "How are you doing?" Mikoto lifted a brow toward the smaller male and tilted his head to the side a bit. Yata was like a younger brother to Mikoto, along with the rest of the gang. He made sure to take care of all of them with the help of Izumo who stood behind the counter cleaning up a glass. Both males were alphas as well and they were extremely protective of everyone else in the gang.

"I'm fine. Don't worry too much." Yata managed to smile a bit as he walked over and hopped up on one of the bar stools. The blond behind the counter looked toward Yata as he removed the cigarette from his mouth and sat it in one of the ashtrays.

"You're not lying are you? Rikio said he thought you were going to kill him when he came to wake you up. I've already got something made for you to eat." Izumo spun himself around and grabbed a plate of food before he turned back and sat it in front of Yata. Of course he and Mikoto both made sure to watch the male with chestnut hair. If they didn't he would try to avoid eating once again. He was already way skinnier than he should be, making him more fragile and he was supposed to be one of their powerhouses.

"I promise I'm fine." Yata waved his hand and nearly frowned when the food was placed in front of him. He still didn't have much of an appetite, but he knew if he didn't at least try to eat something they would manage to force him to. "So is there a reason you're forcing me to go to school? You know I hate learning and shit…" He muttered as he slowly started to eat.

"Obviously to better your education and don't worry, we aren't sending you alone either. Do you honestly think we would be so cruel?" Mikoto grinned slightly and reached over to lightly poke at Yata's cheek. "Tatara is going with you as well. How's that for a surprise?"

"What? You're sending him with me? Is he even well enough to go?" Yata lifted a brow in concern. Tatara had always been one to get sick really easily, which was why he barely left the bar. Now he was going to school with himself?

"He's going to be fine now. Izumo managed to get his hands on the proper medication so Tatara is actually getting much stronger now." Mikoto smiled a bit and was about to say something else when a pair of slender arms suddenly wrapped themselves around Yata's shoulders. The shorter male had gasped in surprise and nearly backhanded whoever grabbed him, but he managed to stop himself when he heard a familiar laugh.

"Aw, did I scare you, Yata?" Tatara asked as he peeked around to see the shorter male's face. Yata had always been one of his favorites, but he felt there were things his friend was hiding from him. Of course, he refused to pry on any personal business, however Yata's size was really starting to concern him.

"Hell no. You honestly think you could scare me?" Yata huffed as his cheeks puffed out slightly to form a pout on his face. "The boss says you're coming with me to school. Does that mean Rikio doesn't have to 'escort' me there?" If Tatara was going with him, then he wouldn't try to avoid it.

"Nah, I don't think we'll need him to come. After all, it is just enrollment. Nothing too major." Tatara finally released the smaller male and sat himself down on the other side of him. "Just finish eating and we can get going."

"Are you sure you don't want Rikio to go with you? There's a high chance Scepter 4 could be wandering around the area and honestly you're both pretty scrawny right now. You might be better off having some kind of back up." Mikoto looked at the two of them with a hint of concern on his face. "Yata can't take that bat with him to school after all. You won't have any form of defense."

"Mikoto you're worrying about us too much. I'm sure we can handle ourselves. Would it make you feel better if we called you when we got there?" Tatara spoke in a joking tone, but Mikoto didn't find such a statement funny at all, however he didn't argue. If anything, he could follow them to insure they would stay safe.

"Fine then. Both of you should finish eating and get going before you're late. After you get back, we can figure out something to do together." Mikoto gave them both a small smile and got up to finally go wake up Anna. Once he was gone, Yata only ate a couple more bites before he pushed his plate away and got to his feet. The small amount he had eaten was already making him feel a bit sick, so it was best not to push it. As he started to head for the door, he glanced back toward Tatara.

"Let's go."

Yo yo beans! This is my first ever K (K Project) fanfic! I absolutely adore this anime and SaruMi is my favorite ship! I've never written as any of these characters before so they may be a little OOC and I'm sorry about that, but I'll do my best to get them more in character! I hope you guys enjoyed chapter one and I'll do my best to update again soon! Thank you for reading and I'll see you next time!

~~MaskedNinja

Song: Monsters- All Time Low Feat. Blackbear